This is a song about "No green grass"

You aint wantin the green,

As: i know just what you mean

Thought police, your mind's not green.

It's roc nation, this my team

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Just put your hand on the glass

They all snakes in the grass

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Past the point the earth no longer wears grass and is covered in ash

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Tummy hungry for the dull green